The silver trail looked like a galaxy hanging in the sky, lingering for a long, long time.
Everyone stared blankly at the trail, unable to speak for ages.
After a long while.
Only then did the Azure Emperor come to his senses and draw a deep breath.
"The World Lord... has left."
He murmured to himself, his voice laden with complicated emotions.
Immortal Yang Mei gave a bitter smile.
"Yeah, he's gone. He left in such a hurry—something major must have happened."
The Willow God nodded.
"Only his younger brother could make the World Lord lose his composure like that."
"His younger brother... something happened to him."
Everyone fell silent.
They all knew that the World Lord had a younger brother.
Every time the World Lord mentioned his younger brother, warmth would flash through his eyes.
Like the Azure Emperor, that younger brother was also a relative of Lu Chen's.
Now, something had happened to that relative.
The World Lord's mood could be imagined.
"We... can only wait."
The Azure Emperor spoke slowly.
"Wait for the World Lord to return."
"Wait for him to bring his younger brother back safely."
Everyone nodded and dispersed.
But in their hearts, they were all praying.
Praying that the World Lord's younger brother would be safe and sound.
Otherwise...
They did not dare imagine it.
Within the void.
The World-Breaking Shuttle tore through space at a speed surpassing thought.
All around was endless nothingness—no time, no space, no matter, no energy.
Only eternal darkness and deathly silence.
Ordinary experts—even Saints—would not last more than a moment after entering the void. They would be assimilated by it and turned into part of the void.
Yet inside the World-Breaking Shuttle, Lu Chen was perfectly safe.
He sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, calmly recuperating while